Ye Yongjia knew that at this point, he could no longer control the situation. Wei Chong was calm in the face of his roar, which made Ye Yongjia's anger look like he was going crazy.
"What are you going to do with these people?" Although he still maintained an aggressive attitude, he gradually loosened his hands, "Isn't Ma Si's life enough for you to vent your anger on?"
"Your Majesty, I am committed to rectifying the chaotic party and clearing up the atmosphere. I have absolutely no selfish motives." Wei Chong broke away from his hand and scratched his painful neck. "Besides, the Second Duke of Wanlu, including the Emperor, will not order this."
I do this. It would be best if the adults could be reasonable and explain slowly."
"I don't care," Ye Yongjia turned his back, "Anyway, in this yamen, I will not allow such ridiculous things to exist."
Wei Chong looked out the window and said disapprovingly: "Then...how will Mr. Ye deal with it? We can't let Ma Si run away."
Ye Yongjia turned around, his eyes filled with hostility, but with a hint of longing: "You won't let Ma Si go, and neither will Captain Mao. Shouldn't the more than 20 people be treated lightly?"
"Kill him to serve as a warning to others!" Wei Chong turned a deaf ear to his dissuasion.
"You..." Ye Yongjia was about to fall out with him, but he had no confidence in his heart. The Liu Party he relied on remained silent from beginning to end, perhaps acquiescing to this person's misdeeds. Liu Zhennian was happy to see the two parties fighting each other.
Yes, these two parties want to use Wei Chong again. As for the life and death of the people, it is just a tool for them to use their talents.
"Liu Zhennian, the man who killed a thousand swords!" Ye Yongjia opened his blood-red eyes and only glanced at him before sitting down obediently.
When Wei Chong saw that the prefect finally gave up his resistance, a bright smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he returned to his submissive look. He fell to the ground and kowtowed: "Thank you, Lord Ye, for your permission! I will take care of it now!"
After saying that, without waiting for Magistrate Ye's reply, he walked down to the study with small steps.
Naturally, this news must be known to his two real 'masters'. The Secretary of the Wei Dynasty used a big stroke of his pen to list the characters who should be killed, imprisoned, and exempted, then folded them into a booklet, and sent people to rush to Wanwan.
In front of Lu Ergong's mansion.
After Wan Heshun looked at it, he took a deep breath - Wei Chong's revenge was over, and the party struggle between him and Lu Fangxuan officially began.
Lu Fangxuan got the brochure from Qi Zi. He only glanced at it a few times and then closed the brochure. There was an indescribable mixed feeling for a while.
"The people have suffered." He cherished his compassion and was silent for only a moment before turning to look at Qi Zi.
"All parties are definitely preparing to fight us for a while," Qi Zi said, "I'm afraid something will happen tonight and we have to be on guard."
Lu Fangxuan said: "What you said makes sense. However, I have always acted prudently, so it is better to build a fence and wait for the enemy. With the generals in hand, you only need to send people to follow Wei Chong closely and detect his movements;
We also summon General Zheng to lead us and strictly check the people coming in and out of the Yue Mansion, and do not allow any idlers to enter the house."
"yes."
"Also," Lu Fangxuan urged again, "there is no need to tell Wei Huai about the murder."
"What about him?"
Lu Fangxuan shook his head: "This man is upright in nature and values benevolence above all. He can't tolerate sand in his eyes. If he sees him, trouble will happen."
"My subordinate understands."
…
It was noon, and six dark artillery pieces were pulled to the execution ground. At this time, the execution ground began to be decorated and looked decent. Several big men in red clothes and holding machetes walked towards the execution platform with serious expressions and were lined up on both sides;
Subsequently, several teams of people followed, using guns to disperse the crowded crowd, and stood in a circle around the execution ground.
The execution was about to take place, but Qi Zi couldn't find Wei Huai anywhere. Hearing several rumbling cannons in the distance, he could only stamp his feet impatiently, shout to his soldiers, and return to the house in a depressed manner.
.
It turned out that Wei Huai was drinking tea with Xia Yuanlong at Huaiqing Bridge at this time. He also heard the sound of cannons with him, and the tea bowl in his hand couldn't help but tremble.
"Shopkeeper, what's this?" Xia Yuanlong stood up first and asked.
"Oh," the shopkeeper curled his lips, "You said he wanted to kill people. It is said that Donkey Skin Lane was tortured so much last night just because of today's battle."
Wei Huai was indifferent at first, but after hearing this, he also approached curiously and asked: "May I ask who you killed?"
"My name is... my name is Ma Si, and he is the catcher of the Inspection Department." The shopkeeper said while wiping the table.
"Inspection Department..." Xia Yuanlong and Wei Huai looked at each other, "That's Prefect Ye's place."
"Have a look." Wei Huai winked at him.
Xia Yuanlong took out a few pennies from his pocket and put it on the shopkeeper's table: "You can keep this tea and drink it. I gave you the money. Mr. Wei and I will go to the execution ground to have a look."
"Oh, you two, go slowly!" the shopkeeper took the copper coins and shouted into the distance.
'Bang!'
Another cannon blast shot straight into the sky, and a short clerk came hurriedly. He waved to the audience, and the cannon went off again.
"Wei Chong!" Xia Yuanlong and Wei Huai hid in the noisy crowd and recognized the sly look at a glance.
"I guess this is the person..." Wei Huai sighed with a low voice.
The sound of the cannon became more and more rapid, until it was fired three or four times before it became silent.
"Bringing the condemned criminal to execution——"
As soon as this long voice passed, a frail prisoner wearing heavy shackles was escorted from the audience. He was led by an officer and was beaten and scolded all the way to the executioner.
"Could this be that Ma Si...?"
"You look so thin, can you be a soldier?"
"What you said is wrong. Most of them are hungry in prison."
There were people talking like this before and behind Wei Huai, which made him very puzzled.
The prisoner lowered his head and sobbed secretly.
The executioner waved the shining steel knife and shouted: "Don't fucking cry!" This sentence actually made the audience burst into laughter, but Wei Huai shuddered all over and turned slightly yellow.
People were excited and thought that the execution was about to begin, but Wei Chong on the stage said coldly: "The second one."
Wei Huai looked at the audience in surprise. Another death row prisoner was pushed out. The man looked haggard, just like the first death row prisoner.
There was an uproar in the audience, and everyone was at a loss. Even Wei Huai looked around blankly: "How to kill two people?"
"The third one." Wei Chong said again.
"Crazy." Wei Huai frowned.
"The fourth."
"Crazy." A few drops of sweat appeared on Wei Huai's head, which were particularly crystal clear in the sun.
"The fifth one!"
"Crazy..." Wei Huai kept muttering, and his teeth began to chatter.
"The sixth one, the seventh one..." Wei Chong kept counting to the end, and finally closed his mouth, with a terrifying smile on his lips.
"Thirty."
A total of thirty people lined up neatly on the execution ground, like sheep being slaughtered.
This time, no one dared to laugh, no one could laugh, everyone's eyes widened.